Let's Run Away.

Let's Run Away.

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I have nowhere to hide from the world that we live in. Everyone in my town knows who and "what" I am. And everyone is against me. I only have four people that actually care for me. No, they aren't my family, but they become my only family. Yes, even my family hates me and they think that I am a freak, but I don't want to worry about them anymore. I am leaving. And I am NEVER coming back. I am leaving to a place where people don't know me. I am leaving somewhere far, far away. I am not leaving alone though. My friends are coming along. We don't fit in a place where people expect others to be and do what they are told. We need to be free. We are running away. Life wasn't always like this, there was some good times in Arizona, but once people knew who I was and who was trying to protect me, everyone turned their backs on us. Tristan, Jayce, Kathrin and Marysa are my family now, and we need to stick together. There is still a month left to prepare for when we do leave, but for now we need to fight our way out of this hell hole.
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They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?

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